Chapter 1437: Two Gods Meet for the First Time

Yaya's voice echoed through the heavens and earth, sending shivers down the spines of all the Sages present. Their eyes, wide with shock and fear, fixed upon the segment of black broken spear.

As countless eyes watched, the black broken spear trembled faintly. The next instant, black currents of air billowed from it, slowly coalescing into a colossal face in the void.

The face was ancient, primal, and chaotic.

The moment the massive face materialized, Cangxuan Heaven seemed to cry out in anguish. The Genesis Qi of heaven and earth spiraled completely out of control, as primal elements of earth, wind, water, and fire rained down, plunging the entire world into chaos and unrest.

Zhou Yuan swiftly invoked the power of heaven and earth, striving to calm the burgeoning chaos. Yet, the lingering tremors throughout the realm secretly appalled him, making him wonder if a sentient Cangxuan Heaven would currently be cowering and shivering in fear.

Zhou Yuan gazed cautiously at the ancient, chaotic face. Even from a distance, he felt the majestic power of a Saint coursing through his body vibrate, and even his immensely formidable Saint Body flickered with an unstable glow.

The indescribable pressure far surpassed anything exerted by any ancient Saint or Venerable.

The face before him, appearing both real and illusory, was like a vast cosmic ocean, inspiring profound awe and discouraging any attempt at deeper investigation.

Previously, in the cave-heaven of the Myriad Beasts Heaven, Zhou Yuan had witnessed a Saint Race expert use a secret technique to summon a phantom of a Saint God. However, that phantom paled in comparison to the immense face before him, like a small sorcerer meeting a grand master.

"Third God, it appears you have rejected my benevolence."

The immense, ancient face, subtly undulating with spatial distortion, opened its eyes, fixing a chaotic gaze upon Yaya.

Yaya stared at the ancient face, her beautiful countenance unusually solemn, for the being before her was a true incarnation of a Saint God, not merely a projection.

"Since when has an existence like you possessed benevolence?" Yaya's raven hair stirred without a breeze, supreme power flowing within her divine eyes as she spoke with indifference.

"Saint God, your aim is to consume all living beings that originated from the Ancestral Dragon, thereby allowing you to ascend to the First Sequence. I, however, was born from the Ancestral Dragon's will and am thus inherently opposed to you. So, abandon your pointless machinations."

The Saint God's face seemed to laugh. "You and I are both innate gods. In our eyes, these beings are mere dust and weeds. Though you originated from the Ancestral Dragon's will, you are not the Ancestral Dragon itself. Have you truly considered this, to make an enemy of me for the sake of such insignificance?"

Yaya's beautiful face remained expressionless, completely unmoved.

The Saint God's face rippled, and then its massive, chaotic eyes shifted towards Zhou Yuan's location. A profound, inexplicable voice resonated: "Are you truly determined to oppose me because of this individual?"

"Heh heh, how truly amusing. The venerable Third God, actually harboring emotions for such mere dust and weeds? Third God, you truly bring shame upon the name of an innate deity."

The Saint God's laughter reverberated, shaking heaven and earth, altering winds and clouds, and filling all creation with dread.

"What concern is that of yours? A mere incarnation, and you presume to lecture me?" Yaya's voice was like a glacial spring, a fierce killing intent surging within it.

"Though I am an incarnation, you are but the Third God whose divine nature has yet to fully awaken."

The Saint God smiled faintly, an indifferent expression settling upon its immense face. "Very well. You were born from the Ancestral Dragon's will, and to grasp the power of the First Sequence, I must eventually consume you. Therefore, your choices ultimately hold no real consequence."

"Today, I am quite eager to test precisely how much of the Ancestral Dragon's might you, the Third God, have truly inherited."

As its words fell, a black broken spear slowly emerged from the huge face suspended in the void. Just then, the space around the Saint God's colossal face suddenly shattered. A torrent of Genesis patterns surged forth, twisting and transforming into a colossal dragon woven from ancient Genesis patterns. The dragon exuded a primal aura, remarkably imbued with a faint trace of the Ancestral Dragon's essence.

The Genesis pattern dragon coiled itself around the Saint God's face. The next instant, a stream of dragon breath erupted, revealing billions of shimmering Genesis patterns within, like glittering dust, dazzling and resplendent.

As the Genesis pattern dragon unleashed its breath, the Saint God appeared to offer no resistance, only a laugh, charged with hidden meaning, echoed forth.

The moment its laughter rang out, Zhou Yuan, though far away, was suddenly overcome by an abrupt sense of unease.

It was at this very moment that the void before him abruptly shattered, and a black light shot forth. Within that light, startlingly, was a mottled and heavily cracked spearhead.

The spearhead was dark and appeared to lack significant sharpness, yet Zhou Yuan's expression turned exceptionally grim in that instant. He had not anticipated the Saint God would disregard its own situation to launch a sudden attack on him at that very moment!

As the dark spearhead swept towards him, time itself seemed to crawl. A terrifying pressure enveloped Zhou Yuan, causing the Genesis Qi within his body to feel as if it had utterly frozen.

In that moment, his Saint-level power and position as Heaven Master seemed utterly ineffective, akin to a subordinate facing a superior, completely paralyzed and powerless to resist under an overwhelming absolute pressure.

Just then, a slender, jade-like hand rested on Zhou Yuan's shoulder, pulling him back. Yaya's figure materialized before him, her exquisite face etched with icy resolve. She raised her sleeve, which seemed to conceal a pocket of space within, and the black spearhead passed directly into it.

In that instant, Yaya's delicate body seemed to shiver.

Simultaneously, her jade-like hand clenched tightly.

The Genesis pattern dragon, still coiled around the Saint God's face, erupted in a blinding flash of light, as if thousands of blazing suns had simultaneously exploded.

Boom! Boom!

This time, a colossal explosion reverberated, shaking Cangxuan Heaven into a tumultuous upheaval. Countless towering mountains were flattened, and the boundless oceans were whipped into monstrous waves.

The cataclysmic storm raged for a long time before finally beginning to subside.

Numerous gazes converged on the scene, revealing black mist swirling upwards. The colossal, god-like face remained suspended motionlessly, surveying the heavens and earth with an air of indifference.

The Saint God's gaze shifted to Yaya, and a vast, cold voice echoed: "Third God, you would actually care for a mere dust-like ant..."

"How truly fascinating..."

"Heh, a Third God who craves such meaningless, base emotions poses no threat... Third God, my current test has yielded its result. You have, quite frankly, disappointed me..."

The colossal face, formed from black mist, gradually began to dissipate.

"This Absolute God Curse Poison is my welcoming gift to you. I believe that once you experience its torment, you might understand just how foolish it is to pay such a heavy price for a mere dust-like ant."

"Third God, we shall truly meet soon. And if, by then, you remain as you are... then let these heavens, and you, perish together."

The colossal face completely dissipated, but the indifferent voice it left lingering in the heavens and earth sent shivers down the spines of countless powerful beings across all realms, fear welling up in their eyes.

Yaya's willow-like brows furrowed slightly. She raised her palm, revealing a black, creeping poison mark spreading across her jade-like skin. The mark slowly writhed and expanded, exuding an endless sense of ominousness and malevolence.